Far away from me,

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Far away from me,
(but still near my soul)
a place too distant,
even for my imagination.
She sits alone and for me she cries.
But what can I do, I am helpless.
I cannot even see her cry.
(but I can feel that pain)
And so, she cries until her tears run dry.

My heart, enslaved in my body,
Desperately wishes to hug her,
And console her, that
There is hope in future.

She knew that, she'll have
To bear the pangs of separation.
Why then did she decide to share with me?
God's most beautiful creation.
I still remember those unsaid words,
Communicated through those gorgeous eyes,
And their heavenly sensation.

I can only soothe my own heart,
That on her cheeks, there is a tears stream.
For the unseen tears from the soul,
Wash away all the dreams.

With dreams in her heart.
And pearls falling from her rosy cheeks.
She awaits the moment,
When in front of her love,
the sky itself will bend.

She awaits the moment when,
This mist will clear, and
I'll be there to wipe her tears,

NAME :- GAUTAM SHAHI
AGE :- 17 YEARS
CONTACT :- shahigautam_64@rediffmail.com
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Posted 12/07/2002

For all my people who saw it when tebchaws tawg (when the world exploded*)
*(it refers to the Secret War in Laos, when the Hmong lost and Hmong
civilians were faced with Genocide)

Everyday, the last generation who lived during the war are dying,
And this is for those who have passed, and those who will pass,

Today everyone one cries for you, today I will have smiled,
Yesterday, you smiled for us, yesterday, you cried for yourself,

You cannot fear tomorrow they say, because tomorrow will be today,
And today will be yesterday, so simple, yet so true,

Everyone cries, "how could you go?"
I will smile, "how could you have stayed?"
Where you go, no one wants to know,
Where'll you be, everyone will follow,

Today, I will guide you, and smile as you go,
I do this not to mock you, I have never done it while you were here,
I will surely never do it when you're gone,

I do this, to follow you, for you have done it for many,
Yesterday, you did it on the hills, you did it with the tears,
Today, I do not do it on the hills, but I do it with the same tears,

I will miss you, but it won't be long,
Everyone will surely follow you along,
Like they've done in the past,
Like they'll do in the future,

I will guide you today, I will lead you to rest,
I will be the source,
That you were in the past,

I can not name the pain you've seen,
I would love to name the joy,
But, farewell my friend,

And I will guide you, in my heart,
So that in death, you could find peace,
Which escaped you in life.

Pao Lee
Copyright 2002 Pao Lee
Posted 12/07/2002

Mark of a hero
Poem by BAT

In the saloon a stranger was cussin' and swearing
Spitting tobacco and rendering and tearing
the clothes of every woman coming too near 'im
But I knew it was all right because of his sombrero
It was whiter than snow, the mark of a hero

Yes he was hassling the townsfolk and shooting the cattle
But there was no need for me to do battle
Because I have known since I first shook a rattle
That only the whiteness of headwear is how you can tell
Who belongs to heaven and who belongs to hell

No one in town made a move as the man drew his gun
They all knew like I did that he was only having some fun
He pointed the gun at the pianist who started to run
But not for long, as the stranger shot him with glee
His hat was still white though and that was good enough for me

Another man came in carrying a small half-open sack
Black was his clothes and the book in his pack
So was his hat but after I shot him in the back
I saw he had a little white on but what the heck
It was very little and only around the neck

Some may find me foolish, my judgments too quick
That to kill a man for his colour(s) is just plain sick
But I'm not alone to know what fights to pick
To find out what a man is like is just too darned hard
even though all tombstones are gray in the graveyard

Author: Anders Tilly Contact wellwisher@swipnet.se.
Reviews and comments are welcome
Copyright Anders Tilly 2002
Posted 12/07/2002